by Tasha Black
This was a power play, and he was happy to give up control, dying to see what she might do.
She didn’t make him wait long.
Her little hands were at his chest, pushing him, until he sat on the edge of the bed.
Then she knelt before him.
His cock, already aching for her, stiffened impossibly.
She mustn’t. If she did this he would burst immediately.
“Darling,” he began.
But she reached for him and stroked him gently with one finger.
A trail of intense pleasure followed the path of her finger. He felt himself flex against her.
Encouraged, she wrapped her fingers around him, squeezing gently, and sending him into a haze of pleasure.
She moved her hand up and down lightly.
He barely restrained his cries, and prayed to the gods, please, don’t let me come.
They both watched as a clear bead of moisture appeared at the tip of him when her hand moved up again.
Her curly head sank toward it, and he was powerless to stop her.
He closed his eyes. Then there was hot moisture against the tip of his bursting cock, and then more than the tip.
William let his head fall back as Adia explored his throbbing organ with her sweet mouth.
But he couldn’t allow this to go on.
He managed to pull her off, just as she began to suck in earnest.
“No, my love, no, my angel,” he told her. “Not that way. I want you to belong to me.”
She studied him, her eyes suddenly serious.
“I know it will be the first time. If you want me,” he added, hoping he hadn’t misunderstood her feelings.
“I want you,” she said simply.
His heart filled to bursting as he helped her back into the bed, laid her down and crawled on top of her, covering her body with his.
Her arms twined around his neck and she smiled up at him bravely.
“I love you, Adia,” he told her honestly, glorying in the truth of the words.
“I love you, William,” she smiled back, pulling him closer, so close he could see the flecks of gold in her brown eyes, so close he could hear her heart, still beating but more faintly now than before. Soon it wouldn’t have to beat at all.
She arched herself against him greedily before he could distract himself with the future.
The softness of her against him was intoxicating and he was lost in the immediacy of her warmth, her fragrant moisture.
He kissed her long and hard, stroking her tongue with his.
Then he slid a hand down her body, caressing her right breast, molding her belly. Biting his lip and praying for control, he took himself in his own hand and pushed gently against her opening.
The liquid heat of her made him frantic with desire, but she was so tight.
She whimpered and sank her nails into his biceps, exciting him further.
Slowly he pressed his way into her heat, pushing to the point where he felt resistance.
“Please,” she whispered.
Jaw clenched, he pressed further into paradise, and felt something give way inside her.
Suddenly fully enveloped by her throbbing heat, William’s mind and body were almost overwhelmed with pleasure.
He forced his raging form to hold still, to let the girl get used to his size.
But then she was whimpering under him and jogging her hips up as if to beg for friction.
He eased himself almost all the way, out, then entered her again, slowly, hoping it felt good to her.
Her nails dug deeper into his muscles and she made a hungry, impatient sound.
Deranged with desire, William let loose, plunging into her, feeling her tighten around him, his ears filled with her cries.
But it was too much, he couldn’t take any more.
He slipped a hand between them to massage her clit.
When she exploded around him he felt himself stiffen in reply and then the world disappeared and there was nothing but Adia’s cries and the pleasure jetting through him, emptying him into her, annihilating him, as she held him like she would never let him go.
He collapsed beside her, reveling in his newfound bliss. He held her close for a long time, stroking her silken hair as she half-dozed in his arms.
Before sunrise, he stood, lifting Adia to her feet as well.
They looked out the window together, across the moonlit boxwood maze. There, in all it’s glory, stood the summerhouse. William wasn’t sure exactly how far back they had gone, but if the summerhouse was still standing then…
“Can we save them?” Adia asked, echoing his own thoughts. “Stop the party before everyone gets killed?”
William didn’t answer.
Adia turned to him.
“We know when the red-haired woman will return,” she said, her eyes wide. “Can we…?”
“Come, love,” he said. “The sun is nearly up. First, we must rest. Then we shall see exactly what gifts you have brought us.”
She nodded up at him and flashed him a smile that let him know she would follow him anywhere - of her own free will.
He took her hand and led her to the darkened crawlspace, away from the harsh rays of the soon-rising sun. They would rest together, now and forever. And tonight, when the sun went down, he would begin to set his past right.
And he would do it with his love, his Adia, by his side.
19
Dulcie Blanco eyed the old photograph by the mantel curiously. She’d been wanting to check this house out ever since she got her Pennsylvania real estate license.
The guys at the office in town said it was haunted and that this was the last house Adia Booth had shown before she disappeared back in November.
But a quick look at Adia’s calendar, still on the desk at Tarker’s Hollow Realty Group, clearly showed that the last house she’d shown had been the brick colonial on Charlestown Avenue.
No, Ogden House had only been the second-to-last showing - so obviously nothing interesting had happened here.
At least not lately.
By the looks of this picture though, there had been good times in this house once upon a time.
The couple in the picture smiled down at her. A young man with too-long hair stood beside a young woman with dark curls, and a mole over her curving lips. Her eyes were dancing.
In spite of the aged and yellowed photo paper, Dulcie swore they could have been standing in front of her right now.
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